It was night.
Even deep into the night, the most bustling commercial district of the Capital City remained as bright as day, with throngs of people indulging in the thrill of nightlife.
They never considered whether tomorrow's sun would rise, only cared about whether today's revelry and dreams were satisfying.
"Look, the narrow vision of ordinary people only cares about the current stable life, completely oblivious to the undercurrents beneath these bright lights and intoxicating parties, truly a pity."
In an alley of the commercial district, as secluded as a utopia, a luxurious small tavern was far removed from the noise. A woman in a noble Red Robe, with imposing momentum, disdainfully remarked.
She swirled the glass in her hand, watching the wine ripple, her eyes unknowingly a bit intoxicated.
Money, Power, Status.
These things she no longer lacked. Though she couldn't claim a mere cough would shake the Capital City, at least among the Awakened she was a well-known figure.
